Hunnids
Money on my mind
Ye ye ye yeah
Woke up feeling rich (Rich)
Super Lit (Super lit ye)
Woke up feelin' rich (Rich) Ye I'm super lit (Lit)
I just took a 30 and you know I keep a stick
Me and my homies chillin' ye you know we never flip
And I be with yo bitch and she be askin' bout' my fit (Ye Ye)
Up to somethin', Up to somethin'
Spendin' money with the gang like it's nothin' nothin'
Ye you know my loose change is them hunnid' hunnids'
I won't give her no ring, I ain't cuffin' cuffin' ye
Stay in the night time, soon as I leave she be blowing up my line
She drinkin' fine wine, hop on the beat and I kill it like prime time
You are not my guy, don't hit me up cos' you know that it's my time
I'm gonna lie lie, when I tell her that I'm leaving and she mine
Ye i'm playing games ye, make her go insane ye
Do it for the paper, ye I'm getting paid ye
And she give me brain ye, ima' go insane ye
Ima' see you later, no I really ain't ye
Woke up feelin' rich (Rich), Ye I'm super lit (Lit)
I just took a 30 and you know I keep a stick
Me and my homies chillin' ye you know we never flip
And I be with yo bitch and she be askin' bout' my fit (Ye Ye)
Up to somethin', Up to somethin'
Spendin' money with the gang like it's nothin' nothin'
Ye you know my loose change is them hunnid' hunnids'
I won't give her no ring, I ain't cuffin' cuffin' ye
I be chillin' with my boy Nave gettin' so high
Ye we be so far up in the air all I see is sky
We be goin' for so long I won't let the vibe die
Goin' so good never see my momma' make her cry
I'm sorry it's just I don't know what to do
Ye you make me crazy and I can't wait to be through
It hurts so much ye I don't know what to do
When I make it ima' make a killin' outta you oo
Woke up feelin' rich (Rich), Ye I'm super lit (Lit)
I just took a 30 and you know I keep a stick
Me and my homies chillin' ye you know we never flip
And I be with yo bitch and she be askin' bout' my fit (Ye Ye)
Up to somethin', Up to somethin'
Spendin' money with the gang like it's nothin' nothin'
Ye you know my loose change is them hunnid' hunnids'
I won't give her no ring, I ain't cuffin' cuffin' ye
Ye ye ye yeah
No not that, that
Hahaha this is gonna sound funny
Ye we be so far up in the air
Ye ye ye yeah
Woke up feeling rich (Rich)
Super Lit (Super lit ye)
Woke up feelin' rich (Rich) Ye I'm super lit (Lit)
I just took a 30 and you know I keep a stick
Me and my homies chillin' ye you know we never flip
And I be with yo bitch and she be askin' bout' my fit (Ye Ye)
Up to somethin', Up to somethin'
Spendin' money with the gang like it's nothin' nothin'
Ye you know my loose change is them hunnid' hunnids'
I won't give her no ring, I ain't cuffin' cuffin' ye
Stay in the night time, soon as I leave she be blowing up my line
She drinkin' fine wine, hop on the beat and I kill it like prime time
You are not my guy, don't hit me up cos' you know that it's my time
I'm gonna lie lie, when I tell her that I'm leaving and she mine
Ye i'm playing games ye, make her go insane ye
Do it for the paper, ye I'm getting paid ye
And she give me brain ye, ima' go insane ye
Ima' see you later, no I really ain't ye
Woke up feelin' rich (Rich), Ye I'm super lit (Lit)
I just took a 30 and you know I keep a stick
Me and my homies chillin' ye you know we never flip
And I be with yo bitch and she be askin' bout' my fit (Ye Ye)
Up to somethin', Up to somethin'
Spendin' money with the gang like it's nothin' nothin'
Ye you know my loose change is them hunnid' hunnids'
I won't give her no ring, I ain't cuffin' cuffin' ye
I be chillin' with my boy Nave gettin' so high
Ye we be so far up in the air all I see is sky
We be goin' for so long I won't let the vibe die
Goin' so good never see my momma' make her cry
I'm sorry it's just I don't know what to do
Ye you make me crazy and I can't wait to be through
It hurts so much ye I don't know what to do
When I make it ima' make a killin' outta you oo
Woke up feelin' rich (Rich), Ye I'm super lit (Lit)
I just took a 30 and you know I keep a stick
Me and my homies chillin' ye you know we never flip
And I be with yo bitch and she be askin' bout' my fit (Ye Ye)
Up to somethin', Up to somethin'
Spendin' money with the gang like it's nothin' nothin'
Ye you know my loose change is them hunnid' hunnids'
I won't give her no ring, I ain't cuffin' cuffin' ye
Ye ye ye yeah
No not that, that
Hahaha this is gonna sound funny
Ye we be so far up in the air
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